*A faint voice can be heard.. snippets of a conversation of a single individual. It’s very far off, and nearly impossible to hear.*
…eria’s still missing.. the hive isn’t in a panic yet, but without a ruler, it could get hectic…
*It cuts out for a moment.*
…on my plate, but, if worst comes to worst, and she’s not back in the next couple days, I’ll step in until she’s back, what’s one more place to rule over for a bit? Hopefully we can find her soon. I miss my frien…
*Another cut.*
…’s kid is gone too? Could be connecte..
…I wish I could help in some way, wherever they are…
*At that final statement, a small pouch with food, medicine, and a glowing mushroom drops from the ceiling in a random room. It will sit until it’s found..*
Asteria wanders aimlessly, face grim.
I’m hearing voices again. Did I take goop? Or-?
She pauses.
… Fera?
Asteria shakes her head, frown deepening by the second.
No- it’s probably just my mind playing tricks on me. It likes to do that a lot, huh…
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The Bacteria tilts it’s head curiously at the bag, which just dropped on it’s head.
Asteria is not far.
